Quotation from: Elsinore

Written by: Jack London


I glanced back at Margaret, who was coolly steering, and she smiled
to me, and love was in her eyes--she, too, of the perishing and
lordly race of blonds, her place the high place, her heritage
government and command and mastery over the stupid lowly of her kind
and over the ruck and spawn of the dark-pigmented breeds.


"Where's Sidney Waltham?" the mate snarled. "I want him. Bring him
out. After that, the rest of you filth get back to work, or God have
mercy on you."

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